It all started yesterday. Saturday morning Cory woke up early to meet a friend for a round of golf (the ONLY thing in the world that could wake Cory up early on a Saturday morning is golf.).
He kissed me goodbye as I snoozed, and I heard him open the door to leave. Then I heard "LIN-dy!"
(Its a very particular gaspy tone Cory has of pronouncing my name when my behavior has really shocked him. I hadn't heard it in a while. I heard it a lot while we were dating. I suppose he's grown accustomed to my ways...(name that movie, and we're going to be great friends. Bosom buddies!))
(Its a very particular gaspy tone Cory has of pronouncing my name when my behavior has really shocked him. I hadn't heard it in a while. I heard it a lot while we were dating. I suppose he's grown accustomed to my ways...(name that movie, and we're going to be great friends. Bosom buddies!))
Back to the point...
Yea. Apparently I forgot one key step (Ha!) when I was coming home on Friday night. Namely, bringing the keys with me. I'm just glad they were still there in the morning.
I had some other stories to tell you about things that I forgot about, but, very appropriately, I can't remember them right now. Just know, it's been happening a lot lately.
Oh, I remember one! Today I forgot to feed Cory dinner.
He has a huge test on Tuesday, and he's been a little distracted with that. He was gone for a large portion of the afternoon today, and I ate a late lunch while he was out.
Cory came home, we talked for a minute, and then he went right back to the books (and youtube videos that teach "Signals and Systems" from a man with a heavy Indian accent. He pronounces "third" as "turd". And "thirdly" as "turdly." And, it turns out, a lot of the concepts come in sets of three.)
Anyway, Cory comes out at 10:00, and mentions that he's hungry. Oh yea...dinner.
He forgets to eat routinely, so this isn't out of the ordinary for him.
So, I made him some dinner. Just whipped it right up.
I'm reallly awesome.
Speaking of orange juice, I bought a gallon of it yesterday.
This is what it looks like today.
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| It's not even the GOOD orange juice! |
Impressive, yes? I don't think we're going to have to worry about the October 21st expiration date. What a relief.
5 comments:
Ha ha ha ha ha.....we are so our mother's daughters! Spacey to the MAX is what we have to look forward to :). Okay, my dear Henry Huggins, bosom buddies it is!
...and I love your cheeky pun on "key" steps. So clever you are.
oooooh my goodness! that is freaky! and the worst part is that he's never going to let you live it down. it's like you forgot to lock the car door ooonnne time and then every time after that you have to get reminded to lock the door. sheesh.
i think if there was an oj drinking competition you guys would win. that's no jokes right there.
Is it from My Fair Lady? Oh, I see Kourtney has beaten me to the punch. But, hey, I KNEW it, too.
You're cute. But I judge you for the Maruchan cup o' soup.
Kourtney--we can be bosom buddies for life now. Yay!
Freya--You let me know if you hear of such a thing. We're in.
Becca--you should definitely judge me. Also, I think you're using the term "soup" pretty generously. Cup o sodium would be more accurate. It doesn't happen often but...yea.
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